I hear the soft call of your voice
Hear the whisper in the wind.
It's buffeting the window.
Its shaking my world.
The storms getting harder to walk through.
My feet are tired, my body exhausted.
I hear the soft whisper of your love.
Your hand brushes my cheek.
Your lips grace mine, your face changes.
Let my logic come truth subside the lies.
I thought it would be easy to let her go.
I watch you as you step out of the shadows.
A hand encaptured in yours.
You pull her into the light, my heart quickens.
There is a softness in her eyes, a depth of love for you.
You smile softly at me, reach out and caress away the tear.
'She is mine. This is agape.'